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21. The ghost eats the child!(1/2)

Kei Hoshino was not aware of the danger, so he glared at Ryuri Hoshino: "What are you doing while standing? Hurry up and coax her!"

It's quite straight! Xia Yan narrowed his eyes.

If you didn’t come out to make trouble, I would be able to coax her immediately!

He used his mind power and pulled Kei Hoshino's hair hard.

"Oh!" Kei Hoshino hugged her head.

Natsuhiko was surprised to find that Kei Hoshino screamed even worse than before.

It seems that in addition to poking your eyes and locking your throat, pulling your hair can also be added to your regular skills.

Natsuhiko looked at Kei Hoshino again, eager to try.

Kei Hoshino covered her hair in front, but not the hair behind.

Xia Yan used his thoughts to pull it.

"It hurts so much!" Kei Hoshino screamed again.

This time he learned his lesson and immediately closed the door after the force on his hair disappeared.

Leaning behind the door, Kei Hoshino touched his head, still in shock.

This is not the first time!

I was poked at the dining table before, tripped on the toilet, and now I was yanked at the bedroom door again!

What is the situation?

Could it be that something is causing trouble in this house?

Thinking of this, Kei Hoshino became scared.

He clasped his hands together and recited Amitabha.

After reading this for three minutes, Kei Hoshino felt relieved when she saw nothing strange happened.

He took out his cell phone and called Ryuri Hoshino.

Ryuri Hoshino answered the phone.

Xia Yan came to the girl and listened.

"Did you see something abnormal just now?" Kei Hoshino asked.

Hoshino Ryuri looked around and replied, "No."

"Really not? I feel like something just pulled my hair. Have you encountered anything weird recently?"

Kei Hoshino continued to ask without giving up.

Xia Yan was too lazy to continue listening, so he came to the little girl with buns. The girl's crying was a little lighter, but she was still sobbing.

As a ghost with perseverance and perseverance, he cannot give up halfway through his work. He doesn't believe that he can't coax a little girl.

Of course, this is just an excuse that Xia Yan found for himself. In fact, it is too boring as a ghost and needs some fun.

He pulled out the clothes of Hitomi Ryuri and asked the girl to take the girl to the bedroom.

Hoshino Ryuri hung up Hoshino Kei's phone, took the little girl's hand, and entered the room.

Let the little girl sit on the bed, and Ryuri Hoshino wiped her face.

The little girl lowered her head and was depressed.

Xia Yan used his mind power to lift the rubber on the desk, pretending that the rubber had life, and jumped in front of the little girl.

He noticed the moving rubber, and the little girl widened her eyes and stopped crying.

Xia Yan felt proud in his heart, and he was able to take action!

He manipulated the rubber again and jumped onto the little girl.

In order to be more realistic, he pretended to fall down with an eraser.

He thought that the little girl would be surprised to make friends with the rubber.

However, the facts have deviated.

"Wow—" the little girl burst into tears. She slapped off the rubber and threw herself into the arms of Hoshino Ryuri.

Holding Hoshino Liuri, the little girl cried while pointing at the rubber: "Sister, there is a monster! I'm so scared!"

“???”

What monster!

I'm a rubber elf!

Xia Yan took the draft and pen and wrote:

『I am not a monster, I am an eraser』

In order to prevent the little girl from knowing her words, he also wrote Chinese characters as pseudonyms.

The little girl stood up from Hoshino Ryuri's arms and carefully read the words on the draft.

She cried even louder: "The eraser won't move! She can't write!"

“???”

"The cucumbers in the cartoon can move, why can't I move the rubber?"

"Even sheep can talk, why can't I write anymore? Do you discriminate against stationery?"

Xia Yan argued with reason.

"The cartoons are all lie, so there will be no eraser that can move, nor will there be eraser that can write!" The little girl leaned on Yoshino Ryuri's chest and looked at the eraser in fear.

Why is your child so realistic? Can't you have some beautiful fantasies?

Xia Yan was thinking about how to end.

Seeing that there was no response, the little girl said carefully: "Ai Sauce is not delicious, don't you eat me, okay?"

“???”

Am I that kind of ghost?

You don’t have a lot of meat on you, what do you do if I eat it?

The little girl hugged Hoshino Liuri's neck again: "Sister Liuri is not delicious, and my mother is not delicious. If you want to eat, go and eat my dad. He is a bad guy!"

Seeing that the little girl had already distributed her meal, Xia Yan could no longer remain silent.

He wrote on the draft paper: "No, I just want to eat you!"

"Wow--"

The cry that finally stopped sounded again.

Holding the little girl, Hoshino Liuri looked at Xia Yan helplessly.

She patted the girl on the back and comforted the girl: "He is teasing you, he will not eat children."

"Really?" the girl asked timidly.

"Fake?" Xia Yan wrote.

The girl started crying again.

Xia Yan felt happy inside. Although his original purpose was to coax the girl not to cry, it was still more interesting to cry.

There is an old saying that there is a spring rain when a pear blossom is blooming, and girls still look good when they cry.

So his behavior is actually to add charm to the girl, essentially like a makeup artist.

It's time to move on to the next step of makeup.

"I'll come here to eat you!"

Xia Yan controlled the rubber and jumped towards the little girl.

"Ahhhhh!" The girl buried her face in the arms of Yoshino Ryuri.

"Xia Yanjun!" said Hoshino Liuri angrily.

This is the first time Xia Yan has heard someone call his name when he travels through time.

He stopped the rubber and felt something inexplicably.

He thought of the days at the intersection and his life these days.

Fortunately, it was Hiroki Hoshino who bumped into him.

Extending his hand, Xia Yan touched the girl's head.

His hands passed through the girl's head.

A wisp of incense was drawn from his left chest, and Xia Yan transformed his right hand into a solid and touched it again.

Feeling the touch on his head, Yoshino Ryuri was a little troubled: "You should comfort Ai Jiang, not me."
To be continued...
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